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Day one wrap-up, or, “That’s what the butt-pads are for.”
Posted by joshuah in Everyday garbage, Observations on June 19th, 2006
[photopress:seating.jpg,thumb,floatleft] I have to credit Sean with the succinct and insightful titular statement. I observed the Norse predilection for quintessentially-Modern bentwood-and-steel furniture and Sean suggested that’s why they included a fold-up sitting pad in our conference packets. (They also included mittens, an aluminum water bottle, and a rain poncho — go figure.)
I regret how much coffee I drank today to get through all the talks. The plenary sessions were surprisingly bland for a conference with a fairly narrow focus (carbon capture and storage). However, I liked the opening talk where the lead organizer showed a graph of conference-attendees by country (950 conferees from 42 countries) and calculated the greenhouse gas emissions resulting from the conference (1000 tons CO2). Considering the emissions, he facetiously(?) suggested that next year’s be web-based.
Fun fact for the day: the earth’s oceans are acting as a giant heat-sink, adding inertia to the climate system. So even if all human-emitted greenhouse gases were suddenly removed from the atmosphere (I’m imagining the spaceship-vacuum-cleaner from Spaceballs), the planet would continue warming another 0.6o C, equal to the warming we’ve so far experienced since pre-industrial times.
[photopress:Archibishops_Palace_interior.jpg,thumb,floatleft] [photopress:marching_troops.jpg,thumb,floatright] I don’t know if an academic conference coming to town is a big deal in Trondheim or what, but the mayor invited us for a reception at the Archbishop’s Palace (“the oldest secular building in Norway”), complete with an old-timey soldier troupe marching about and periodically firing muskets into the air. A city-councilwomen addressed us from on high to sing the praises of Trondheim and its history and encouraged us to see the sights and, perhaps, do some shopping while we’re here.
[photopress:Josh_in_front_of_old_gothic_cathedral.jpg,thumb,floatright] And here’s a picture of me in front of a very old, famous, gothic cathedral. It’s silly, but I guess I should do a picture with me in it once in a while.
Our beautiful planet
Posted by joshuah in Everyday garbage on June 19th, 2006
It’s my first morning at the conference, and right now the director of the Department of Energy’s Office of Coal & Power Import & Export is waxing poetic about how are planet is uniquely “blessed” in the solar system to support life. She goes on using flowery language to describe “clean energy systems” that protect our “beautiful blue planet” while supporting our needs for “many generations to come”. She urges us to be “as proactive as we can be” in “bring[ing] clean energy technologies to the world”. Gag me. DOE speakers are always full of feel-good optimism while their agency takes no action and doesn’t even talk about potential action on carbon emissions. Okay, there’s a serious speaker up now and I should pay attention.
Around Lom
Posted by joshuah in Everyday garbage on June 18th, 2006
[photopress:carnival.jpg,thumb,floatleft][photopress:sheepdogging.jpg,thumb,floatright] A few tidbits before I left town. There was some sort of festival going on there, which included the little carnival section, where they were playing a dance remix of Beverly Hills Cop theme “Axel F” when I walked by. There was also what I interpreted as a sheep-dog competition. The man would whistle various patterns and the dog would jump up and chase the five sheep this way or that. It was sort of impressive.
[photopress:wood_church.jpg,thumb,floatleft] [photopress:storeroom.jpg,thumb,floatright]The other thing I have to say is that they love their wood architecture here, especially rough-hewn log construction. This church is one of the biggest and oldest in Norway, dating to the 1200’s, which is pretty old for a wooden structure. The other structure is a large store-room, similarly aged. [photopress:log_bridge.jpg,thumb,floatright] Also, I love that this is a classic king-truss bridge, except made out of logs. Interiors, also, are dominated by unstained wood paneling, wood floors, and hulking wood furniture. You can start to see the roots of the Ikea aesthetic.
Waiting
Posted by joshuah in Everyday garbage on June 18th, 2006
I feel kind of ill today, which is an especially lousy feeling to have when traveling. I was going to do a second hike today but I don’t think I’m up to it. Now the question it what I will do for the next 7 hours before the bus comes in a tiny town with, soon, no hotel room in which to set up my laptop.
I was just thinking about yesterday’s hike and musing that, although I have previously disparaged hiking alone, it has some distinct advantages (which, to some extent, apply to traveling alone in general): you can get grumpy and no one is around to notice or be affected; you can get lost and backtrack a lot (which I did for about the first hour yesterday trying to find the trailhead) without anyone getting mad or negatively assessing your sense of direction; you can eat questionable things like peanut butter and jelly tortillas and tuna from the can without being judged, and you can sing along loudly to the songs in your head, pausing and rewinding to correct the wrong notes, without disturbing anyone’s peace and quiet.
Music and stuff
Posted by joshuah in Everyday garbage on June 17th, 2006
It turns out these earphone-earplugs I got for the trip are really great. On the plane they block out an impressive amount of engine rumble — enough so that music is coherent at pretty low volume. I mean, I can hear all the instruments and frequencies without straining, and I’ve never been able to do that before on an airplane, even with isolating headphones. On the bus they essentially eliminated background noise; I might as well have been listening on my home stereo. They are surprisingly comfortable too, much more so than my regular earplugs. The sound quality is very good with all of the frequencies clear, except the sound is a slight bit flat (cold?) — like music played through a subwoofer-satellite system. But overall, I’m enjoying the new gadget.
On a loosely-related note, I talked to a middle-aged Norwegian man last night who also plays drums and keyboard. His English was about is good as my Spanish, which is to say, pretty limited, but I gleaned that his hero is Johnny Cash(!) and he’s been to Nashville twice, once actually meeting the Man in Black. He was baffled that I didn’t know Alan Jackson, his second favorite musician (apparently he is a popular country musician with many hits in the 90’s).
Hiking in Lom
Posted by joshuah in Everyday garbage on June 17th, 2006
I couldn’t make it in to Jutenheimen national park as I planned because the bus doesn’t start running there until next week. I’m stuck here in Lom, about 20 miles from the park with no bikes or cars to rent. I flirted with hitchhiking, but didn’t want to risk getting stranded. My fanciful plan to find other guests at breakfast who were going hiking was thwarted when there was absolutely no one else around when I came down this morning. So a took a trail near town. It turned out to be a long, very steep hike with great views down into three river valleys. I didn’t see another person the whole time except for a search-and-rescue (?) helicopter that kept flying by. It was good, but I may have overexerted.
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I think it’s obligatory
Posted by joshuah in Everyday garbage on June 17th, 2006
It’s not a great photo, but here’s the best I could get of fjords so far.
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Don’t try this at home, kids
Posted by joshuah in Everyday garbage on June 17th, 2006
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I’m pretty much ecstatic to be on the Internet right now, and fairly surprised that this hotel/hostel in a small mountain town has free wireless. It turns out that my voltage converted doesn’t fit in most Norwegian plugs, and my devices were dying off one by one as they ran out of batteries and I couldn’t recharge them. My mp3 player went last night and I was pretty sad about that today when for some reason I had a bunch of songs going through my head and an intense desire to listen to them.
There are definitely no adapters to be found in this little town, so I got proactive. I remembered reading in wikipedia that the voltage that some European countries use the same voltage standard but have a recessed housing, which is what they look like here. [photopress:adapter_assembly.jpg,thumb,floatleft] So I just need a way to connect the pins in the wall to the the pins in the adapter. I have no tools because of the fricking airplane rules, so I picked up a cheap steak knife from the supermarket. The lynch-pin was the extension cord I found at the convenience store. I cut off the female end and stripped it with the knife. But the color conventions of the wires are different. I seemed to remember from wikipedia that green is ground, (or “earth” — nice mnemonic), but to be sure — I’m a little proud of this — I touched the pins to my camera battery and shorted the blue and brown wires to look for a spark and see which wires were hot (I was right). I attached the bare wires to the adapter pins with bandage tape I had in my bag. The last thing was to try it out on my least valuable device. I decided that was my cell phone. I tried it and … not even a spark. It works fine. I charged up my music player a bit and listened to a few songs I was craving. Then I attached the cord to my laptop and here I am. It’s not a what I’d call a “robust” solution, but it works for now.
The long road to Oslo
Posted by joshuah in Everyday garbage, Observations on June 15th, 2006
This is the first Rational/Contemporary post from outside North America. Unfortunately, it may be brief because my voltage converter doesn’t work with my laptop and I’ve only got so much battery. Hopefully I can buy an adapter soon. Also unfortunately, I don’t have any pictures to share since I’ve spent most the previous 22 hours in airports and airplanes and apparently they have a thing about taking pictures in airports these days.
Which is too bad, because I really wanted to take a picture of the underground walkway/tunnel in the Frankfort airport. It had this great 2001 aesthetic with curved white walls backlit with color-changing lights, and for some reason it played spooky retro-futuristic sound effects (to complete the Disneyland Space Mountain effect?).
Anyhow, I’m glad I successfully navigated 4 flights and two trains without a hitch. Although two of those planes required sprinting through the terminal with all my stuff, hardcore1. So I’ve got several layers of dried sweat in addition to the usual baggage.
Although I spent some time studying the phrasebooks, my first attempt to say anything in Norwegian utterly failed. I think it’s pretty hard to know how it sounds without hearing it. The hardest part about traveling for me is the constant reminder of what a linguistic retard I am. I feel ceaselessly awful about coming to other countries and expecting them to speak my language.
On a brighter note2, I’ve been riveted by Jonathan Saffran Foer’s “Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close”, and that had kept my going through many traveling hours, as I’m sure it will continue to do on the 6 hour bus ride tomorrow.
Norway is beautiful, from what I have seen so far, which admittedly isn’t much but I have to put in at least one observation here. More when I have them.
Marriage and feminism
Posted by joshuah in Everyday garbage, Information on June 8th, 2006
I suppose you could call it one of my guilty pleasures, but I actually enjoy reading Salon’s advice column. In a recent letter, a woman writes about getting flak from her feminist peers for wanting to marry at her young age of 21. It’s the sort of ironic inverse of the problem I usually hear about from friends, of getting pressure to marry as they get older. With age of first marriage trending steadily upward, the parents’ and grandparents’ generations are bound to have different sensibilities, and we in the educated class are particularly prone to delay or omit marriage.
Whether or not he meant it to be, I think Cary Tennis’ response to the letter is an interesting volley in the post-feminist debate discussed previously. It’s not a new argument, per se, but it’s well articulated: essentially, that the highest aim of the feminism movement is for women to have freedom of personal choice, and so it is contradictory for this woman’s feminist friends to try to criticize her free choice to get married and have children young.
I think I tend to agree in this case, because her background and environment make it clear that she is making a personal choice for happiness from a position of freedom. But it’s not as clear for women in similar positions who also feel pressured by old-fashioned norms or economic circumstance. Would getting married young and having kids be taking the easy way out in that case?
It’s all about the music
Posted by joshuah in Everyday garbage on June 6th, 2006
I’ve been into Last.fm lately. It’s great to see what my friends are listening to in almost-real-time, and the radio “stations” that you can select by tag or that play your recommended music are pretty fun. Everyone should check it out. I added a recent track list to this page over on the right, so if I’ve been listening to music on one of my computers lately you can see what I’ve been listening to. Unfortunately it doesn’t fit so well. Someday I’ll work on that.
Personal carbon offsets
Posted by joshuah in Everyday garbage on June 6th, 2006
I’ve been hearing about this personal greenhouse gas emissions offsetting lately. Basically, the idea is that, while you may be concerned about climate change, it’s hard to stop emitting CO2 and thereby contributing to it: you’ve got to drive, heat your home, buy products that were transported in trucks, and so forth. But you can reduce or eliminate your personal contribution to climate climate change by paying to offset your emissions, that is, stop the same quantity of greenhouse gases from being emitted somewhere else. Salon has a thoughtful article on the phenomenon, and the author identifies a half-dozen companies who will sell you emissions offsets, noting that the price varies from $5.50 to $30 per ton of CO21. That’s pretty cheap, compared to what most people expect the industrial price of carbon emissions will be in the long term. Incidentally, I do research on technology the we estimate will offset emissions for something in the neighborhood of $140/ton-CO2.
So I’ve been thinking, why not join the some tens of thousands of offsetters and atone for my own emissions? There are a few interesting caveats to personal emissions offsetting, but I at least want to see how much I would need to purchase. Most of the company websites have calculators to help you estimate what your emissions are. You put in things like how much you drive and the mileage of your car, how high is your utility bill and in which state you live. Of the few that I tried, all were missing something big. One neglected air travel, one neglected home heating, and none accounted for the embodied emissions of consumer goods. Many of the companies focus just on car emissions or car + plane emissions. I guess the rationale here is that people feel guilty about driving and flying because it is something they have control over, on the margin, and so they are particularly willing to pay to relieve that guilt.
My emissions came out as little as a tenth of the average, largely because I don’t drive (I put in some miles for the rides I bum) and share an apartment. But I don’t think that is really capturing everything, so I’m going to try my own calculation. Here goes.
Driving
This is a wild guess for how much driving I’m responsible for. Most of it is probably when I’m home on break. I’m assuming that when there are multiple people in the car, the emissions get divided evenly by the number of passengers.
[tex]\left( \frac{500 \,miles}{year} \right) \left( \frac{gallon \, gas}{22\, miles} \right) \left( \frac{.011 \, ton \, CO_2}{gallon \, gas} \right) = 0.25 \frac{ton\, CO_2}{year}[/tex]
Flying
Here’s the category I’m probably highest on compared with other Americans. I routinely fly across the country to visit family, and lately I’ve been flying similarly far for research trips to Canada and to conferences. Airplanes have about the same emissions per passenger-mile as cars, coincidentally — equivalent to about 34 miles/gallon driving alone. I figured two trips home and two conference trips to get the miles per year. Sources: Energy Information Agency here and here.
[tex]\left( \frac{17000 \,miles}{year} \right) \left( \frac{3600 \, Btu}{passenger \cdot mile} \right) \left( \frac{7.64 \times 10^{-8} \, ton \, CO_2}{Btu \, jet \, fuel} \right) = 4.7 \frac{ton\, CO_2}{year}[/tex]
Heating
I’m making a rough estimate at the per-person gas bill since I don’t have all the month’s prices.
[tex]\left( \frac{\$600}{year} \right) \left( \frac{1000 cubic feet \, }{\$16.82} \right) \left( \frac{million \, Btu}{1160 \, cubic\, feet} \right) \left( \frac{0.015 \, ton \, CO_2}{million \, Btu} \right)= 0.45 \frac{ton\, CO_2}{year}[/tex]
Electricity
This is a straightforward calculation using the Pennsylvania electricity price and emissions factor. Pennsylvania electricity is really dirty.
[tex]\left( \frac{\$120}{year} \right) \left( \frac{kW \cdot hr}{\$0.098} \right) \left( \frac{5.74 \times 10^{-4} \, ton \, CO_2}{kW \cdot hr} \right) = 0.70 \frac{ton\, CO_2}{year}[/tex]
Food
I’m drawing my calculation from the article I discussed earlier about diet and greenhouse gas emissions. It’s a little tough because the authors do everything in terms of differences between diets, not absolute emissions. I think I’m in the neighborhood of 1 ton/year, compared with the average American diet which is about 2.3 tons/yr. Then again I regularly eat produce trucked from California, so it could be higher.
Consumer goods
I don’t have the patience to do them all, so I’m trying to think of the few most important categories of consumer goods I buy. I’m using the Economic Input-Output Life Cycle Analysis website to get emissions factors for various categories of goods. I’m making rough guesses at the dollar values, too.
Computers and parts, sort of amortizing the equipment I already have:
[tex]\left( \frac{\$500}{year} \right) \left( \frac{5.0 \times 10^{-4} ton \, CO_2}{\$\, purchased} \right) = 0.25 \frac{ton\, CO_2}{year}[/tex]
Audio/visual equipment:
[tex]\left( \frac{\$100}{year} \right) \left( \frac{6.5 \times 10^{-4} ton \, CO_2}{\$\, purchased} \right) = 0.07 \frac{ton\, CO_2}{year}[/tex]
Furniture (I don’t really buy furniture, but I’m trying to account for my roommates’ Ikea stuff that I use):
[tex]\left( \frac{\$100}{year} \right) \left( \frac{8.7 \times 10^{-4} ton \, CO_2}{\$\, purchased} \right) = 0.09 \frac{ton\, CO_2}{year}[/tex]
Conclusion
If I add that all up, I get about 7.5 tons CO2 per year. I clearly left stuff out. I didn’t account for energy use or anything else happening at school, and it’s not clear whether I should. Other than that, I think I got all the big factors. But it’s a messy calculation, anyway, so let’s say 10 tons roughly accounts for my climate impact. I could offset that for $300/yr, which, in the scheme of things is not bad. $300 to completely solve the climate problem? I could do that. Of course it wouldn’t be that simple for everyone to go carbon-neutral because the economy would have to dramatically change, but it wouldn’t necessarily be more costly in the economic sense.
P.S.: It’s nice to finally use the LaTeX plugin for my blog to write equations here. Heheh.
- For a sense of scale, United States CO2 emissions are about 25 tons per person per year. [↩]
Awesome comic strip
Posted by joshuah in Everyday garbage on May 26th, 2006
My sister Shaunah turned me on to this comic strip, Questionable Content. It combines indie and robot humor with aimless 20-something drama. It’s great. Read the archives from the beginning, but be warned, the pages flow into each other sequentially so it’s easy to just keep reading them indefinitely.
The high price of California
Posted by joshuah in Everyday garbage, Information on May 7th, 2006
I don’t think about money very much. I try to live sufficiently below my means that I never have to do math to figure out if I can afford something. Since I’ve had income, I’ve had enough money, and that’s all I need. I don’t often think about the salary associated with my career choices, figuring that I’m bound to end up in something that pays well enough. Even a foundation or a think tank would remit, I imagine, something low on the scale of technical professional salaries, but high enough on the scale of regular people that I wouldn’t worry about it.
And then I read something like this, and wonder if I’d have to be a millionaire to ever buy a house in my home state. Basically, the 11 least affordable housing markets in the U.S. are in California (my home town of Santa Cruz, incidentally, is number two). This is due to several factors, like a high birth rate and immigration, natural boundaries to growth, and pathologically low property taxes. But the interesting one to me is the political limits to growth, which for environmental reasons and concerns about congestion, are pervasive in California.
Santa Cruz, for instance, has both an urban growth boundary1 and a maximum house size regulation2 While it is disputed whether urban growth boundaries increase home price very much, they certainly have an effect. In Santa Cruz, I wouldn’t be surprised if it’s a large effect. And while it is unfortunate how gentrified the place is becoming, it is nice that there isn’t a new sprawling mess of development every time I go back home to visit, they way there would be in most metropolitan areas. The town changes continually, to be sure, but it is mostly turnover and infill development, which I have come to embrace as a sign of good planning.
But will I ever be able to afford to live in a place like Santa Cruz? Especially as a person who doesn’t want to spend 60% of income on mortgage payments, it’s an open question. Meanwhile I’ll keep my fingers crossed for a housing market crash or another major earthquake3.
- We always here about Portland as the poster child for the urban growth boundary and “smart growth”, but surprisingly a lot of communities in CA also have boundaries. [↩]
- Wilson, A. and J. Woehland. 2005. Small is beautiful: U.S. house size, resource use, and the environment. Journal of Industrial Ecology 9(1–2): 277–287. [↩]
- Kidding on the square, of course. My vague recollection is that the housing market was depressed after the 1989 earthquake as fewer people wanted to move to the area. Although I hear that the Katrina disaster has actually pushed housing prices up in New Orleans since, presumably, so much of the stock was destroyed. [↩]
Some photographs
Posted by joshuah in Everyday garbage on April 16th, 2006
Yesterday Shaz (fortunately) dragged me out to go photographing amid the budding Spring and the beautiful weather. Here are the best of the shots I got. Thanks, Shaz.
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Coffee alone
Posted by joshuah in Everyday garbage on January 3rd, 2006

Like misery, bad habits love company. Conversely, being the only one in the household to drink coffee makes it much less fun, especially when other members of the household can’t stand the smell of it. While home for break, I’ve tried to limit my coffee consumption to mornings when I need that bit of liquid motivation to get some schoolwork done. By now, the tail end of break, I’m a caffein lightweight, so after two half-cups of coffee I’m positively buzzing. Hence I am doing crazy things like adding Friendster friends and writing blog posts.
One nice thing about “working” here in my former bedroom is the really nice view of a courtyard outside my window. It’s not a view I had growing up (my parents’ house has been steadily stepping up in classiness since I left for college), but I enjoy it. It’s nice at night as well, when Christmas lights give it a liminal glow and reflect off the dewy surfaces.
This being my last post before packing up and heading back east, I might as well put up some other photos from my stay.
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Notes on religious freedom
Posted by joshuah in Everyday garbage on December 26th, 2005
To a conscientious person, the holiday season brings concerns for respect of multiple cultures and religious beliefs. With the seasonal bustle and American obsession with time-efficiency, we produce phrases such as “Happy Christmukah” and “Merry Christmakwanzukuh” (I am still waiting for an elegant inclusion of our Pagan friends in a compound holiday).
To right-wing pundits, however, the holiday season is a time to propagate the perennial myth of the “war on Christmas”. In a disturbing twist, some of these pundits support their indignance with the claim that America is a “Christian nation”, a claim made by these extremists in other contexts as well. They assert that America was founded on Christian principles and that the founding fathers meant for Christianity to have a central or elevated status in the government.
This is, of course, absolutely wrong. Even my lousy grade school history unit conveyed that this country was founded on Enlightenment principles more than any others. It is well-documented that the core Founding Fathers were deists, not theists. Just to remind myself, though, I thought I would take a look at the roots of “separation of church and state” to see how tenuous is this privilege.
I have to admit, I’m not generally a history fan, and I hadn’t read much of the Bill of Rights since middle school. And I’m not given to emotional reactions to, well, most things, but especially government documents. So I was quite surprised at my visceral sense of awe and gratitude when I reviewed the First Amendment:
Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances.
There is such beautiful simplicity in this statement, so powerful as to grant unparalleled freedom to our civilization for more than two centuries. The principle of a secular government is not tenuous at all, but stated very clearly, right there in the Constitution! Obvious, I know, but apparently not obvious enough to many in our society.
Of course we rely not just on the letter of the constitution, but on the judicial interpretation of it. And thankfully that interpretation has been just as clear; as Justice David Souter wrote, “government should not prefer one religion to another, or religion to irreligion.” (Board of Education of Kiryas Joel Village School District v. Grumet, 1994).
I apologize for making an old and obvious point, but I feel personally moved to share it, and to say God bless our secular government.
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Owen’s Valley
Posted by joshuah in Everyday garbage on August 21st, 2005
My family and some of our friends have a tradition of spending a week each August with my grandparents in the desert east of the Sierras, in Lone Pine, CA. Here are some photos from our stay. Incidentally, we had a biggest-in-fifteen-years summer storm early in the week which even wetted the desert with an amazing day-long drizzle. A few of these pictures benefit from that rarity.
I had a good time photo-geeking out with my friend Jim, a far more experienced photographer than I, who snapped this gem while the ground was still wet and the lighting was just right to bring out the color of the land. I also, as it turns out, feel well-recreated after some time in the desert and mountains and away from the Internet(!).
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Banff
Posted by joshuah in Everyday garbage, Observations on August 10th, 2005
When I mention that I’m staying in Calgary to someone who knows the place, the next question is usually “Have you got up to the mountains?” Motivated chiefly by the shame that would accompany the “no” after having spent an entire summer here, I made a last-ditch effort on my last weekend in town to see the mountains for real. I hopped the early Greyhound up to Banff intending to spend the day, but not entirely sure how. The hike recommended to me was 6km from town and purportedly arduous, so I rented a bike. After a cruise on the trans-Canada highway, I set up the mountain.
It turned out to be one of the most challenging hikes I’ve taken, with a 900m climb in first hour and a half, and steep, loose scree on the decent. The landscape near the peak had a stark, alien beauty that gave me pause. But overall, I would say that hiking alone, while appealing as a sort of raw, personal challenge, is not very fun.
I got a tip from another biker and on the way back found a trail back to town that mostly avoided the highway. It required scaling this fence with the bike, which I was rather proud I could do having just been trashed by 14 km hike. It also took me by this great view across the lake to the limestone peaks above Banff.
After a break back in town, I still had many hours before the 9:00pm return bus and a mountain bike, so I hit some bike trails. I realized before long that I wasn’t up for much climbing, but there were some easy trails near town that were flat and fast. Somehow mountain-biking alone is fun, or at least on this occassion seemed as fun as going in a group.
Still having time, I tooled around town for a while, had dinner, and played tourist. Banff is an interesting aberration of a town existing inside a national park. The population of 60,000 or so is supported essentially by tourism. The avenues and multiple indoor malls filled with chain stores throb with throngs of Asian, European, and domestic (would-be-)outdoors-enthusiasts. [Insert favorite tourist-trap commentary here.] I caught the bus back and then biked home from the bus station around midnight, tired as hell.










